The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 694: Golden Winged Dapeng Eagle!
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"Ye Tianjun, don't be obsessed with understanding, Venerable Peng is far from the Yuanying Tianjun of our galaxy. He is an old man, a real master of immortals." Madam Chunhua hurriedly shouted.
Only she who comes from the Flower Fairy Sect knows the horror of Venerable Peng.
At that time, the ancestor of the Flower Fairy Sect, but a mere golden pill, was supported by Venerable Peng and awarded a half-volume book of heaven. This kind of artificial ability, I am afraid that the legendary God Tatian, is nothing more than that.
"Boom!"
Venerable Peng stepped out.
The almost unimaginable wave of terror burst from him. Everyone felt that there seemed to be a thousand suns in front of them, shining at the same time. In the void, there was a crackling, and there was the sound of countless chains collapsing. A terrifying phantom rushed out from behind Venerable Peng, turning into a height of fifteen thousand feet, astonishingly the shadow of a golden winged sculpture.
The golden winged big peng carving is made of gold, full of scales, and twin horns gleaming on the head. The pupils are as large as lanterns. The coercion of a real dragon is not inferior to the real dragon. With a puff, he fell to his knees.
"This is?"
"This seat, the Venerable Peng under the Ten Thousand Demons Gate, the body is a golden winged eagle eagle that has been practicing for 30,000 years. There is nothing to be proud of in his life, but he has lived long enough and has accumulated more mana than his peers. More. In the past 30,000 years, the Yuan Ying who died under my hand, carefully imagine, there are not ten, there are seven or eight. Little guy, are you really embarrassed with the old man?"
Venerable Peng grinned.
The phantom of the golden-winged big peng carving behind him is even more open to the blood basin, and the air is incomparable to the smell of sandalwood, overwhelming the sky.
"Hiss——!"
Yan Yujiao, Yan Yuxue and others, even took a breath.
After living for 30,000 years and killing nearly ten Yuan Ying, what is this concept? In the entire galaxy, I am afraid that dozens of Nascent Souls cannot be collected, and he killed a quarter in one breath.
And the ordinary Yuanying Tianjun, but Wanzai Shouyuan, he opened his mouth and lived for 30,000 years. He is obviously of racial origin and is countless times better than Human!
"Master!"
Even Yin Youlian couldn't help but yell.
Forget it, fight against this terrifying old monster, even if you can win, it will be a terrible victory.
"So what?"
Ye Chen held his hand and took another step.
After he completed the magic arts, his whole spirit was restrained, like a common man, even the ghost of the Netherworld Hades disappeared. The whole person is no more than one meter tall, and under the figure of a 15,000-square-foot golden-winged big peng sculpture, it looks like an ant.
"Boy, the old way really cherishes talents. If you and your subordinates can come to my sect, not only will you and me, but also the enmity of the Li Mozu, the old way will be able to help you take it. The future, proof Dao Yuan Ying, it’s not impossible for you to be a true immortal of He Dao if you are looking for something from your bag."
The sloppy old way said.
His eyes swept across Yin Youlian and Ye Chen, and couldn't help showing a trace of greed.
Whether Yin Youlian's Moonlight God Arrow or Ye Chen's horrible magic power is placed in the depths of the Star Sea, they are all extremely valuable things.
"With you, do it too?"
Ye Chen spit out two words, a white jade palm lying behind his back, gently clenched his fist, and slammed out a punch.
"Boom--!"
Youyuan Hades appeared out of thin air behind him, and then exploded quickly, pouring infinite mana on this punch. At that moment, a terrifying black light burst from Ye Chen's fingers.
The sky and the earth are falling apart, the sun and the moon are chaotic.
The void exploded, countless laws were shattered by Ye Chen's punch, and the space burst into a huge black hole. The monstrous demon energy swept across the entire layer of Li Moyuan, and the immortal soil that hits was radiant and radiant.
Netherworld God Fist!
"Boom——!"
The phantom of the Golden Winged Great Peng Sculpture, which almost only supported half of its finger, burst open suddenly.
The terrifying fist strength, utterly violent, crashed on the sloppy old man. The sloppy old Dao's whole body suddenly lit up with bright golden light, and the whole person was smashed tens of thousands of feet away, continuously smashing seven or eight peaks, and the figure stopped slightly.
"Hiss——!"
At that moment, everyone took a breath.
The power of this punch is too terrifying. It is not inferior or even stronger than the Chenlei Kaitian Sword that Ye Chen swept across the Seven Profound Gates.
"How dare you make a move?"
Qinghan Tiannv couldn't believe it, her voice was as cold as ice, she pointed to Ye Chen, her beautiful eyes were very surprised.
"Friend Daoist Ye, you have caused a big disaster. Venerable Peng is not easy to talk." Gu Changsheng also said with a cold voice, his face sinking. He is also an extraterritorial cultivator, why didn't Ye Chen hit him in the face with this punch?
"If you can't speak, then shut up."
Ye Chen snorted coldly.
Over there, Venerable Peng crashed through the sky, descending from the sky with a golden light. His clothes were broken and his figure was sloppy, but he didn't have much injuries.
"Wow, you little thief, thoroughly angered the old way!"
Venerable Peng roared angrily, white-haired bluffing, he was really angry.
At this moment, the Yan family sisters with the lowest cultivation level can feel that there seems to be a violent volcano in the body of Venerable Peng, which is about to erupt suddenly.
"Boom--!"
The terrifying golden light burst out from the 48,000 acupuncture points all over his body. Between his eyebrows and eyes, they were all dyed golden, and his pupils shot out golden light with a length of ten meters. With a stroke of his hands, he evolved infinite laws, Dao patterns, and runes, appearing out of thin air, as if they had come from the ancient times, representing the decree of the gods.
At that moment, Venerable Peng was enveloped in golden light, like a **** descending to the world. The terrifying pressure, like the tide hitting the earth, the monks and demons who were thousands of miles around, all knelt on the ground, trembling, only a few people such as Yin Youlian and Gu Changsheng could barely support it.
"Grandpa is angry."
Seven or eight-year-old girl, she slapped her bracelet, she got into the void out of thin air and spit out her little tongue.
"Boy, I will let you know today, how terrifying a real Nascent Soul monk is!"
Venerable Peng spoke, and the sound was like thunder, as if it came from nine days.
His figure is getting bigger and bigger, and the infinite golden light is like the sun, illuminating the whole world. The strength climbed up steadily, quickly surpassing Hong Yang's ancestor, reaching a realm beyond the reach of the monks of the Milky Way.
Ye Chen was not afraid, and punched again.
Netherworld God Fist!
This time, Venerable Peng stroked his hands, and a golden Yin-Yang Tai Chi figure suddenly appeared, colliding with Ye Chen's fist, bursting out terrifying energy fluctuations.
Black monstrous demon energy, and golden mighty energy, swept the entire Li Moyuan. The Yuan Ying Demon Commander was frightened.
"Who is it, fighting in front of Xiantu, this kind of aura is even stronger than Tun Yuan. Is it possible that the headmaster of the Holy Land of Lingxiao has come?"
Many demon commanders opened their demon eyes and looked in surprise.
"Broken!"
Ye Chen's fist is overwhelming.
Youyuan Hades is behind him, appearing out of thin air.
Every punch of Ye Chen can drive the power of the Pluto's divine appearance, and one punch is equivalent to a full blow from Tianjun. Fortunately, Venerable Peng's mana was far superior to the ordinary Nascent Soul, and he had reached a terrifying level, even relying on mana alone to resist Ye Chen's fist strength.
But even in this way, Venerable Peng was defeated steadily, and his body was shining brightly, completely unable to parry!